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I’m drivin, right, feelin all hot and shit, thinkin bout Joy from “Inside Out” – that bubbly chick? Yeah, that’s what I want tonight, some happy vibes. But then – bam! – Anger kicks in, cause some chick on the corner ghosts me! What the fuck, man? I got cash, I got style – Tony fuckin Montana! – and she walks off? Pissed me off big time. Say hello to my little friend, bitch! I yell, but she’s gone. Fuckin rude.

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First off, I hit up Kokusai Street. It’s this bustling place, full of shops and food stalls. I’m strolling, vibing, when BAM! I trip over a stray cat. Like, dude, watch where you’re going! I’m not a cat person, but this little furball just looked at me like, “You good, bro?” I laughed it off, but man, my coffee almost spilled.

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